Mr. Huo, my wife is offering 1000 billion for divorce!

She suppressed her discomfort and drank the second and third glasses in succession. When she put down the glasses, she was already staggering and her cheeks were flushed red.

"That's more like it!" Upon seeing this, Mr. Wang showed a smug smile on his face, and the others followed suit and gave a few false compliments.

However, Mr. Wang had no intention of letting her go.

He laughed, pointed at a plate of sashimi on the table, and said, "Miss Zhen, drinking alone is not enough. This sashimi has just been airlifted in, so it's very fresh. You have to perform a sashimi show for everyone, so that we can also see the courage of a big star."

Zhen Yan looked at the plate of sashimi that was still squirming slightly, and felt sick to her stomach. She suppressed the discomfort and said with a smile, "Boss Wang, my stomach has not been feeling well these days, and I can't eat raw food. Can you change the program?"

Mr. Wang's face darkened and he said, "Why, Miss Zhen, are you not giving me face? You weren't like this when we were drinking just now."

Others also echoed: "That's right, Miss Zhen can't spoil everyone's fun."

Zhen Yan frowned and looked at Sister Hong, but Sister Hong looked embarrassed and turned away guiltily.

Knowing that she couldn't avoid it this time, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of sashimi, closed her eyes, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. The fishy smell almost made her vomit.

Seeing her eating, the men at the table started laughing, and looked at Zhen Yan with teasing eyes.

Before Zhen Yan could catch her breath, a man in a flowered shirt suddenly said in a sarcastic tone, "Ms. Zhen, I heard that the ratings of the variety show you recently filmed were not very good. Is it because of your bad acting skills? Or are you only good at performing shows while drinking at dinner parties?"

Zhen Yan was furious when she heard this, but she still suppressed her anger and said with a smile: "Boss Liu, what you said is wrong. The ratings of variety shows are affected by many factors. You can't blame me alone. Besides, I have been working hard to improve my acting skills, hoping to bring better works to the audience."

The man in the flowered shirt sneered and said, "Hmph, hard work? I think you are trying hard to please the bosses at the dinner."

"With your acting skills, you still want to act in Director Chen's movie. I think you should go home as soon as possible."

Zhen Yan's face turned ugly, her eyes were cold, and she was about to speak.

Director Chen, who had been sitting next to him without saying anything, suddenly spoke up: "Okay, okay, don't make things difficult for Zhen Yan. She is also a newcomer and will need your care in the future."

Zhen Yan looked at Director Chen gratefully, thinking that this ordeal was finally coming to an end.

Unexpectedly, Director Chen continued, "Zhen Yan, since you want to act in my movie, you have to show me your ability first. How about this, you perform a crying scene for us on the spot, and let us see if you have the ability."

Zhen Yan was stunned. She didn't expect Director Chen to make such a request. She looked at the people around her, and they all looked like they were enjoying a good show.

Sure enough, today's dinner was a Hongmen Banquet.

They had intended to tease her from the beginning, and would make things difficult for her whether she was late or not.

In that case, why should she endure it?

She looked at Director Chen and sneered, "I'm playing your mother. You're a bunch of old men whose combined ages are almost a thousand years old. You can only do disgusting things. I think you have lost your mind!"